Chapter 338： Brotherhood of Life and Death (6)

The people and horses in the charge unexpectedly shot unexpectedly. The cast was suddenly delayed, the momentum was fading at one time, and the other was exhausted. The mind fell into a blank space.

At the moment when the sorceress and man Wu shot weakly, the golden howling tiger and Nan Erming's green python had rushed into the horde, and set off a crowd.

The ruins of the broken wall, the rubble of a place, the smoky air billowing, the horse and the horse suddenly shot down, and the horse and horse in the early period of the five stars, once close, could not compete with Xiao Yan and others.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Renmawu shot a sharp turn, widened the distance, accelerated instantly, and scattered, leaving Xiao Yan and others unable to track.

During high-speed movement, the sorceress shoots a spear, bends the bow, and the arrows bring the shadow of whistling, which slows down the rapid approach of Ziying and others again. She is both a mount and a rider! "

After the first battle, Renma Wushu regrouped the formation, changed its tactics, and used its own speed advantage to shoot a life-threatening arrow and immediately move to a farther place, running sideways from time to time, and taking advantage of the opportunity to shoot at a more lethal position. Thousands of arrows fluttered and filled the sky, and everyone in the shield of Xiao Xiao was quite headache for a while.

"What to do?" Ziying asked, and the people and witches were scattered everywhere, looking at each other, she and Le Shaolong were helpless.

"I rely, this person is too treacherous to shoot. It doesn't hit us at all and can't catch up." Xiao Xiao and the storm were helpless.

Xiao Zhan and others are not good at speed, but Ziying and Le Shaolong are unable to use the speed due to the harassment of the arrows, and they are helpless for a while.

"Isn't Xiao Shao's soul fighting skill just effective?" Le Shaolong said. Although Xiao Yan has the lowest strength, the power of the soul is quite powerful. The soul fighting skills just made these people stunned.

"These people's horses and shoots are too high-grade for me. My fighting skills can only contain them for a moment, and they can't hurt them at all." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly.

"That's enough. As long as it serves as a pinch, and for a little time for us, Ziying and I can catch up with them."

Le Shaolong and Ziying brightened their eyes and made suggestions at the same time.

Xiao Yan nodded, the blood spirit was transported again, the power of the soul was coming out, Huang Quan was in a rage, the sound waves continued to ripple, and a faint halo circulated between the ancient ruins. The broken wall remains increasingly desolate.

Covered by the power of the soul, people and horses shoot indefinitely, and they are stuck in a stagnation. Although it is only a moment, it is enough for Ziying and Le Shaolong.

The two seemed to pass through the void with a ray of divine light, the blades of the soldiers shone brightly, and blood splattered. The place they lived through was like the death of a harvester.

"I can't think of such a powerful effect on fighting these people's soul-shooting skills. If it weren't for Xiao Shao this time, we wouldn't be able to win them." Nan Erming, who was guarding Xiao Shao, sighed with the storm.

Seeing such an effect, Xiao Yan's depressed heart slowly let go. Since entering the fantasy, the feeling of being protected has made Xiao Yan's mood very heavy, and now he can finally play a role in the team. Xiao Yan is very happy, although his soul fighting skills have made him stronger than the soul of the late emperor. Li was also struggling, and his brain was dizzy under the overdraft, but he clenched his teeth, his face was pale, but a gratifying smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Shao, can you insist?" Xiao Zhan asked anxiously when Xiao Yan was not in the face.

"If you don't take a break first, there won't be much shots by humans and witches anyway. The fish that missed the net is not a problem." The storm also made a noise.

Xiao Yan shook his head, he bit his lip, continued to run the blood spirit decision, cooperated with Huang Quantian's anger, and let Ziying and Le Shaolong harvest the last remnants.

The fantasy crisis continues, and no one knows what will happen next. It is not wise to let the tiger return to the mountain. Xiao Yan is very clear. Fortunately, with the help of blood spirit, the maintenance time and power of Huang Quantian Rage have increased. Xiao Yan could not support it.

Everything is a foregone conclusion. The soldiers and witches ran away in fear, but they could not change the fate of being killed. As the early Five-Star Warcraft, the horses and horses could not dream of shooting. The key to finally destroying them was a young man in the early days of Samsung. He looked unwillingly at the direction of Xiao Yan and the remaining few horses and witches. She covered her throat, her body fell to the ground, and the dust on the ground covered the once vitality. The blood soaked the ground, but the soul had already ended.

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